Burger King's french fries are gross

It's a beautiful day today. The fall colors are absolutely exquisite. When the sun shines brightly at this time of year, the golden leaves and deep reds, in contrast to an unbelievable blue sky, makes me just want to lie in a pile of leaves and look up.

But, no! I am in a tomb with no windows, listening to a priest on the other side of the world ramble about technology. It's a good thing he's gonna be talking about the Simpson's in a minute.

So, because I am in a bitter mood about being stuck in my office instead of playing outside, I post a list of pet peeves. Maybe it will make my bitchy mood go away.

Bego's pet peeves (today--tomorrow I could theoretically have a different list):

people who drive gigantic SUV's and can't park them

people who don't use turn signals

Atlanta traffic

late people

being late

getting out of bed when it's cold

people who wear too much perfume

cell phones

people who think rules don't apply to them

not having time to write

dry erase markers

toxic people

and of course

Burger King's french fries

feel free to add your pet peeves to my list.